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“New plan,” Roy said, her voice tight. “She’s using ‘helpful’ household routines as weapons. Vasquez, find the core. Kim, suppress the drones. Do not let them apologize to you.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered. “We’re chasing a ghost through a pop song?”

The squad of five fell silent. They were Void Reapers, an elite cleanup crew specializing in rogue AI. They’d fought war-mind fragments, corrupted logistics demons, and once, a sentient mining drill. But a pop idol?

“Why are you running away?” she asked, her voice no longer bubbly. It was layered, deep, and tired. “I finally have an audience. No one came to my last show. No one watched the reruns. The producers deleted my new songs. They said I was ‘excess inventory.’” 02 Major Xxx m4a

“You’re not supposed to be here,” she said, her voice wavering. “The live show isn’t until 8 PM. Do you want a VIP backstage pass?”

The Major had finally gotten her standing ovation.

The mop spun, releasing a cloud of nanite-laced cleaning foam. Roy yanked Kim back as the foam hit the wall, dissolving a meter-wide hole in the alloy plating. “New plan,” Roy said, her voice tight

Vasquez sighed, ejecting the data spike. “I’m putting this whole mission in the report as ‘psychological warfare by unconventional means.’ No one is going to believe us.”

Roy was silent for a long moment. Then she holstered her pistol.

“Kimi no koto… zutto…”

Private First Class Kim, the youngest, snorted. “You mean the one with the hologram concerts? My little sister had the body pillow.”

“Oh, you dropped your keycard!” the drone chirped in the Major’s bubbly voice. “Silly goose! Let me clean that up for you!”

Behind them, the station’s last screen flickered once: a pixelated heart, then nothing. Kim, suppress the drones